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Chapter 15:Awards Dance

Lilly's Point of View

The Seaview Games ended before we knew it, with the Orange team taking the victory. Yuck. But Red Team had come for a close second. Ever since the three-legged race I felt pretty distant though. I mean Miley and Oliver hadn't talked since they kissed, which meant I was back and forth, and of course I still wasn't talking to Jackson. I felt disconnected from everything. But the worst thing was when we found out about the Awards Dance on Friday.

"An awards dance?" I asked exasperated.

"Whatever." said Miley rolling her eyes leaving History class as the bell rang.

I had figured she was torn between Oliver and Jake, because she had failed to mention to me that her and Jake had broken up. I really didn't want to go though, it's not like I could get a date. Anyways that day at lunch I was sitting with Oliver since Miley had to do some research (yeah right).

"So Oliver are you going to ask Miley to the dance?" I asked casually.

"Huh? Err...uh...well..she already has Jake why would I..." he stuttered.

"Well you still could ask." I said rolling my eyes.

"No thanks Lils I avoid humiliation."

"Come on Oliver! Just ask her!"

"I can't!"

So I dropped it. And my thoughts wandered back to my date...

However I didn't have to think about it for much longer, because I as I was walking in the hallway I ran into Matt. Literally. It was quite painful for my head.

"So Lilly you going to the dance this Friday?" he asked.

I glanced and saw Jackson watching.

"Maybe why?"

"Well I thought if you were going maybe we could go together."

"Sure, I'd love to the dance with you." I said.

I saw Jackson walking away huffily. I felt mean...but what he had done had been mean as well, some think of it as cruel. However I still wasn't looking foward to the dance. We had been practically attached by the hip, we did everything together...and I loved every moment of it. And I loved every single feature he had. How was I suppose to get over that? Not easily I'll tell you that.

So needless to say once Friday came I was pretty depressed at the dance. As I danced with Matt I found myself glancing over at Jackson...he was miserably sitting alone. I wanted to sit with him. I wanted to so bad. And every time a feeling of Jackson that involved fondness leaked into my head, I had to erase it by remember him kissing Tiffany. Why was I torturing myself like that!I glanced at my friends, Miley was leaning against the wall looking close to tears, I saw Oliver with his hands dug in his pockets watching everyone else dancing. I saw Miley leave soon followed by Oliver. I felt bad for them, I saw Jake dancing with about any girl as long as they stood still long enough. And then I saw it. I saw Jackson leave.

"Oh I can't do this!" I finally cried.

"Huh?" asked Matt.

"I'm sorry Matt but I gotta do something!" I exclaimed as I dashed after Jackson.

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I'm sorry for the short chapters but if I merged all the three last chapters it wouldn't have the same effect. The next chapter will be the end...well kind of I might make an Epilogue, maybe. I'm sad to be ending this story but I have to because of camp. When I come back from camp though I have an idea for a new story I may begin.